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kiwicanfly
kiwicanfly
19/F/America let's give it a try
We all get there sometimes When the world is a fun house mirror that is only slightly off And my head is pinched until there is no room for complete thoughts So the words bounce around in my head like hyperactive toddlers Or 3 little girls who have been in the car too long My parents called it being squirrelly An appended description for the utter chaos scampering out of my mouth Then the little worms come out, too, like the earthworms in a rainstorm except the rain in a barrage of obscure cartoon references or the repeated sound of the squeaky door Then we try to be serious No more funny business, I am a mature adult with a J.O.B. Jellyfish Obsession and Boundaries, which are minimally helpful So now I either have unhealthy co-dependent behaviors (probably) or a sense of brutal honesty and a tendency to overshare Now, a quick haiku That leafy sea dragon is not a piece of kelp Yes, I like the ocean For all intensive purposes, this should not make sense If it does, then that is a sign of deep burrowing by earworms or the desperate last beat of Circadian Rhythm Good Night
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May 9
May 9, 2026 at 12:40 AM UTC
Why is everything funny when Im tired?
"I stare out at the dark ocean under the bright stars, and I feel, I feel Nothing I should be feeling something No butterflies of nostalgia knocking on the inside of my stomach No hazy memories of a first love that I forgot about until you asked No sadness at the brutal death of my month-old hamster Still, I should be all deep and in touch with emotions right now I used to be great at that Ah, those were the days... I could spin any half-baked answer into a philosophical dilemma in minutes and my friends would listen to me so intently, even breaking away to discuss my "ingenious derriere." Oh, I know how to capture that magical feeling of superiority again." *Proceeds to reply to every top comment on Reddit with contradictory statements creating a string of hostile notifications until the account gets banned from the site entirely then stares wistfully at the screen and basks in the buzz of self-importance*
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May 8
May 8, 2026 at 11:15 PM UTC
May 8- Wistful
I wish I was a fish swimming in the sea passed the great big whales, tiny little shrimp, golden sand, empty blue, shiny schools, rainbow scales, morei eels, turban snails, silky seals, manta rays, coral reefs, and dolphan bay until I pass it all And it's only me again again again forgetting forgetting every mistake, every broken promise, every lie, every betrayal, every fear, every heartbreak, every word misunderstood, everything that makes me think only living in the moment because when I think I sink deep deep deep down down into the darkest places in the sea where light only leads to more dangers where the world is on top of me where all I feel is pressure, pressure to be more, be better, be right, be pretty, be kind, be ruthless, be smart, be humble, be accommodating, be a leader, be generous, be productive, be happy, be a fish A fish swims on A fish forgets A fish is...? I wish I was a fish
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May 8
May 8, 2026 at 11:04 PM UTC
I wish I was a fish